I started this blog almost five years ago. I was sitting at a Starbucks near my boyfriend’s (C, who would later leave me, and come back, and marry me) house, racking my brain about why I’d been so much happier in Japan. And when I looked back, it was all of the little things that … Continue reading
I remember promising myself that if I ever got C back, I would write about how I did it. I remember all those late nights full of pain, and I wanted to help someone else who was googling “how to get your ex back” in the middle of the night. Not so long ago, I … Continue reading
Colic. You never think your baby will have it. Nowhere in the fantasies about holding a sweet bundle of joy do you ever imagine that your bundle will cry with little break for three straight months. We brought V home on the fifth day of her life and sailed through the next couple of weeks … Continue reading
small life, slow life 